"Sounds of battle roared through the grand arena, each collision of magic and will sending tremors through the earth. The ground cracked, splintering beneath the raw force being unleashed. Blinding streaks of blue and orange tore across the sky above the arena—one cold as death, the other fierce as the sun. They danced, clashed, and exploded in a chaotic storm of power that only the strongest could endure.
And then, silence.
The streaks halted in mid-air. Smoke and magical residue slowly cleared, revealing a young man doubled over, his long grey hair wild and soaked with sweat. His breaths came in ragged gasps, mist forming around his lips with each exhale. He raised his head, icy breath hissing between clenched teeth as his deep blue, draconian eyes glared across the battlefield.
